Morning Mists
Lore from through the fog: The Misty Springs are a waypoint in a pilgrimage almost as old as civilization itself in these parts. Those that breathe their warming vapors can be heartily invigorated, but those brave enough to bathe in their waters are blessed (or cursed) with a gleeful, energetic wakefulness for the rest of their days.
Sacred Spring
Lore from the oasis: Many once worshipped a goddess in this realm that claimed dominion over all flora and fauna, and it is said her will alone could determine the bounty of each harvest. A great statue was built in her honor, and it was believed that if enough petals were laid at its feet in the spring, her statue would overflow with a floral nectar and lead to a plentiful harvest in the fall. To this day, pilgrims lay petals at her feet in hopes they too might taste her bounty.
Many Worlds Tavern x Voyager
